There is the question of lust?
The time of life when you think you will bust.
The temperature rises and your palms sweat,
Is it time to take the dive and place the bet?
Or wait awhile and put on that bemused small smile.
Pack those hormones away and lower the dial.
Love is not a fast shot in the dark,
Love is deep and lasting and not a lark.
Love is commitment and knowing your partner for life,
Love is going through time hand in hand through good times and strife.
It is children, the house the changing of the car,
It is seeing the road, long and winding, a distance so far.
Not a glimmer of a one nights stand,
But the prospect of hand in hand.
Smiles and frowns and screams of frustration and hope,
Days when you feel like a king and days you are the…
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